The funeral had come and past leaving an ugly shadow hanging over the heads of all of them. Tony started spiraling out of control with his destructive habits. He drank, partied, and slept around on a daily basis. Veil and Rhodey worried and did anything they could for him in their spare time.
Veil was finishing graduate school and had recently been contacted by his grandparents. After he finished undergrad they return to Wakanda. They were contacted by King T'Chaka himself to inform them that the murderers of Veil's parents had finally been captured and executed. They were invited back to their previous jobs in the tech labs and encouraged him to come back for his internship credits. He was incredibly happy with the idea and knew it was a perfect way to reconnect with his homeland again. He also knew that he would leave Tony without one of his core pillars of support, but it was his one chance to go back and make peace with the loss of his family and get answers about his powers.
Veil called Rhodey to let him know about his upcoming trip before making his way into his apartment. He sat his phone and keys on his kitchen counter before heading to his bathroom. He turns on the shower allowing the water to heat up as he strips off his clothes and pulls on a fluffy gray robe. Wandering out into his bedroom he gathered up a pair of sleep pants and shirt before nearly jumping out of his skin at the sound of a mischievous voice.
" I think this may be the first time I've ever seen you in a state of undress."
Veilandih whipped his head around in shock. at Loki's words and stares at the taller being with wide eyes. Loki let his eyes drift over the Wakandian's frame before settling his unnerving stare on his scarred right leg. Veil frowned at the Asgaurdian's intense gaze.
"Please don't." Veil sighs in a knowing tone. "It has been with me since I was small and I have always accepted it as a part of me."
Loki glances up to his eyes before turning his attention back to the disfigured skin.
"Show me." Loki demands.
Veil rolls his eyes before untying the belt of his robe and dropping it to his feet. Loki payed no mind to the rest of the younger's form as he crouched down to inspect the damaged flesh. The god's hand reached out and trailed his fingertips across the uneven scars. Veil shivered at the touch as his eyes widened in shock.
"Do you wish them gone?" Loki asked returning to his full height. "I could glamor your scars."
Veil glanced down at his leg before meeting his friend's eyes once more.
"I can not see myself without these scars. They are a reminder of my survival, my parents, and my blessings." Veilandih says softly. "To hide them is say nothing that happened in the past meant anything."
